goodbye six pack

spring break fucked me not only academically, but physically as well. per usual, since i was so close to having a six pack, i had to hit a wall. i could see the damn muscles formed under a very thin layer of fat in my stomach, but since spring break, with a combination of marijuana, a terrible diet, a lot of alcohol, and lack of fitness, i'm down now to a two pack. getting the lower abs to be cut is the absolute hardest part of a six pack routine, and any rippedness i had there is now gone.

i'm disappointed primarily because it's only been a matter of a few weeks. i've legitimately had little time to work out, and when i have, laziness and nagging minor injuries have prevented me from hitting the gym. i've gotten some time in the ccrb sporadically, and i still hold myself to good general fitness and in better shape than most people, but considering this is a country based on obesity, it's not such a big accomplishment. most of my time in the gym has been playing ball, and while it's a good workout for the entire body, i want to improve on my distance endurance and i need to hit the weights more. i can run multiple games of basketball without getting too winded, and considering the fact that i want to get a tattoo when the school year ends, i need to get my arms in good shape.

i guess there's always the summer (four LONG weeks away) to work on my abs, but i can't but help feel disappointment for slipping so much when i was so close. i guess it's more of a driving force to not do so the next time and to make sure a six pack is absolute.